SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 1079 1079 The Power of Black Blood

A voice of cold, domineering power rang out across the heavens in all directions.

At that moment, not a single person dared to object.

Su Hongyi and Shenluo naturally had no intention of objecting.

Mohora had long since been won over by Jun Xiaoyao's display of strength.

As for Zhuye and Yun Xiaohei.

They were now like two trembling mice.

Let alone resist.

They didn't even dare to utter a single "no."

If Jun Xiaoyao could kill Naraku, he could just as easily kill them.

"Shenluo, pays respects to the Sovereign!"

"Su Hongyi, pays respects to the Sovereign!"

"Mohora, pays respects to the Sovereign!"

Seeing this, both Zhuye and Yun Xiaohei looked as though they had swallowed something foul.

Finally, Zhuye ground his teeth to the point of cracking and knelt before Jun Xiaoyao.

"Zhuye… pays respects to the Sovereign!"

Seeing this, Yun Xiaohei gave up all hope as well.

Now, he only prayed that Jun Xiaoyao would spare his life.

"Yun Xiaohei, pays respects to the Sovereign!"

Five world-ending kings, beings destined for greatness.

Now, all of them knelt before Jun Xiaoyao.

Looking at the five kneeling before him, Jun Xiaoyao's expression was cold and indifferent.

Although the dark matter had not eroded Jun Xiaoyao's primordial spirit or driven him to madness.

It had indeed slightly affected his temperament.

Making him even more cold and ruthless.

Treating life as a game.

Treating all living beings as insignificant ants.

Of course, this was still within Jun Xiaoyao's control.

As long as he suppressed the power of the black blood.

He would naturally withdraw from his demonized state.

"Just this single drop of black blood has granted me such power. If I were to fuse with the primordial black blood and enter dark mode, how strong would I become?"

Jun Xiaoyao had no doubts whatsoever.

Not to mention a lesser Heavenly Venerate, even a greater Heavenly Venerate standing before him would be torn apart with his bare hands.

Such was the power of the black blood.

And even now, it was only a preliminary fusion, with Jun Xiaoyao still suppressing a portion of the black blood's power.

Otherwise, it truly would have been somewhat beyond his control.

"My lord, what are your arrangements going forward?"

Mohora's tone was somewhat cautious.

Although his background was formidable.

A Demon Sovereign with the Eye of the End would, in time, stand above even the ultimate imperial clan.

One could say that the Demon Sovereign was the direct lineage of the ultimate calamity.

If his own background was the Demon Origin Clan.

Then the Demon Sovereign's background was the ultimate calamity itself!

So even with the backing of the Demon Origin Clan, Mohora did not dare show the slightest disrespect toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao said nothing, his expression blank, and stepped directly into the ancient formation.

He took the Tianming Divine Pearl into his hand.

The power of the Nether River immediately diminished by more than half.

The Tianming Divine Pearl was the very source of the Nether River.

Of course, a Nether River stripped of its black blood could no longer corrupt the foreign realm.

Even though the foreign realm had already been corrupted by dark matter to its very core.

"You all go ahead. I still have matters to attend to for now, and I'll find you directly when the time comes." Jun Xiaoyao's tone was ice-cold.

"Understood. Then everyone, please come to my clan first, and from there we'll head directly to the Wutian Dark Realm." Mohora said.

Shenluo and Su Hongyi both gave slight nods.

As for Zhuye and Yun Xiaohei, they were filled with a deep sense of despair.

They knew they had been completely defeated.

Even their lives and deaths were now at Jun Xiaoyao's whim.

Before long, Mohora led the group away.

As for Jun Xiaoyao, he took out a jade slip and slowly crushed it.

This jade slip belonged to Luo Xiangling.

Worried about Jun Xiaoyao, she had given him this jade slip.

Whenever Jun Xiaoyao was in danger, he could crush it, and she would sense it immediately.

Of course, right now, Jun Xiaoyao intended to use it to summon Luo Xiangling and hand the Tianming Divine Pearl over to her.

The Tianming Divine Pearl was the source of the Nether River's power, and it was of great importance to Luo Xiangling's cultivation.

Luo Xiangling was already one of his own, and every bit of strength she gained was to Jun Xiaoyao's benefit.

At the very moment Jun Xiaoyao crushed the jade slip.

In the Nether River Continent, at the War God Academy.

Inside the purple bamboo grove residence.

Luo Xiangling, who had been in the midst of cultivation, immediately sensed the message.

"This is… could it be that Xiaoyao is in trouble?"

A flash of alarm crossed Luo Xiangling's flawlessly beautiful face, smooth as congealed fat.

She had been keeping close watch on any news regarding Jun Xiaoyao.

She had already heard that Jun Xiaoyao had stirred up quite a commotion in both the Bian'an Continent and the Chaos Demon Sea.

Now that Jun Xiaoyao had crushed the jade slip, could something have happened?

Luo Xiangling didn't hesitate for a single moment. In a flash, she tore directly through the void.

A quasi-immortal could cross infinite space in a single thought.

And at the same time, elsewhere.

At the secluded retreat of the Fufeng King.

"Luo Wang's aura has vanished. Where did she go?"

A trace of puzzlement appeared in the Fufeng King's eyes.

Earlier, upon hearing that Jun Xiaoyao had formed a marriage alliance with the five beauties of Tushan, the Fufeng King had temporarily set aside his opposition.

He had assumed Jun Xiaoyao would have no further opportunity to get close to Luo Wang.

But what happened afterward had slapped the Fufeng King hard across the face.

Luo Xiangling had instead grown even closer to Jun Xiaoyao.

So the Fufeng King paid very close attention to Luo Xiangling's movements.

"Could she have gone to find that kid again?"

The Fufeng King's expression darkened.

He left his retreat, preparing to quietly follow behind Luo Xiangling to find out what was going on.

But just at that moment, an aged divine thought entered the Fufeng King's mind.

"Fufeng King, come."

This voice caused an expression of instant shock to flash across the Fufeng King's face.

"The Divine Turtle King?"

The Fufeng King was astonished. He hadn't expected the Divine Turtle King to summon him.

After all, the Divine Turtle King was the most senior and supreme ancient existence in the War God Academy.

And in terms of strength, he was undoubtedly in the highest tier.

Even as a quasi-immortal, the Fufeng King did not dare show the slightest negligence.

Before long, the Fufeng King arrived in the blessed grotto-heaven deep beneath the academy.

"This junior comes to pay respects to the Divine Turtle King."

The Fufeng King gave a slight bow before the cave entrance.

Even he, in the presence of the immeasurably ancient Divine Turtle King, had to address himself as a junior.

"Enter!"

The Divine Turtle King's voice rang out.

The Fufeng King stepped inside.

Soon, he saw the Divine Turtle King seated cross-legged deep within the cave.

The Divine Turtle King bore a tortoise shell on his back, had white hair at his temples, and a bald crown.

He looked like nothing more than an utterly unremarkable old man.

But the Fufeng King did not dare show the slightest disrespect, knowing that the Divine Turtle King's strength was unfathomably deep.

"What matter does senior wish to discuss?"

The Fufeng King asked.

"Follow me." The Divine Turtle King's face was expressionless as he turned and walked deeper into the cave.

A look of confusion crossed the Fufeng King's face.

But he had no suspicions, and followed behind the Divine Turtle King.

The two arrived at the deepest part of this blessed grotto-heaven.

There, the air was thick with swirling energy, as though they stood within primordial chaos.

"Senior, this…" the Fufeng King still did not understand.

"My lord, I have brought the person."

The Divine Turtle King suddenly gave a slight bow toward the depths of that swirling, misty energy.

"What, Divine Turtle King, you…"

The Fufeng King was utterly stunned.

What shocked him was not that there was another being hidden in the depths of this cave.

It was that the Divine Turtle King had addressed another existence as "my lord."

What did that imply?

The Fufeng King could no longer think straight.

He had absolutely no idea what was happening.

Boom!

Just then!

From within those swirling depths, a terrifying great hand interwoven with laws reached out, as though blotting out the entire universe, pressing down toward the Fufeng King.

"Who's there!"

Every hair on the Fufeng King's body stood on end. He let out a sharp cry as the aura of a quasi-immortal surged to erupt—

But it was seized by that great hand in an instant, enveloped entirely within it.

The terrifying laws of the grand dao transformed into a furnace, sealing the Fufeng King inside, unable to release even a trace of his aura.

A mighty quasi-immortal, suppressed in a single move!